[hr][hr][center][img]https://s22.postimg.cc/6g8onsz41/6a8a04c0ca1b1adbb23631ae5dfd661b.png[/img]
[img]https://i.postimg.cc/4dQsmzHq/f831c0dc99a75377dfc6eb52b2202e06.png[/img][hr][img]https://i.imgur.com/aybtoH0.gif[/img][hr][@BlueSky44][@Kirah][@Nallore][@Natsu][@Trainerblue192][hr][h3][color=84B4E2][b]The Triskelion - Washington D.C.: May 17th, 2021 - 1:40 P.M.[/b][/color][/h3][/center][hr][hr][center][b][h3]FROM THE DESK OF DIRECTOR HILL[/h3]
 THE FOLLOWING IS EFFECTIVE IMMEDIATELY:

1. ALL SUPERHEROES MUST REGISTER WITH SHIELD AND REVEAL THEIR SECRET IDENTITY

2. SUPERHEROES MUST BE AT LEAST 18 YEARS OLD

3. SUPERHEROES MUST PASS SHIELD TRAINING - EXCEPTIONS INCLUDE TRAINING FROM THE X-MEN, FANTASTIC FOUR, AND AVENGERS

4. ALL SUPERHEROES ARE SUBJECTED TO THE SUPERVISION OF SHIELD

VIOLATION OF THESE WILL RESULT IN IMMEDIATE EXTRACTION TO THE RAFT. MINIMUM SENTENCING IS THREE YEARS HOUSE ARREST. JUVENILE OFFENDERS WILL BE TRIED AS ADULTS. REPEAT OFFENDERS HAVE A RECOMMENDED SENTENCE OF TEN YEARS IMPRISONMENT.

ALL VIGILANTE ACTIVITY KNOWN TO SHIELD PERSONNEL MUST BE REPORTED TO THEIR SUPERVISOR OR LEAD IMMEDIATELY. 

IF YOU SEE SOMETHING, SAY SOMETHING!  [/b][/center][hr][hr][center][h3][b][color=f6989d]Bonnie Chase[/color][/b][/h3][img]https://i.postimg.cc/8k67nDb4/image.png[/img][hr][hr][b][color=f6989d]Location:[/color][/b] the Triskelion - Hallway -> Hangar -> Quinjet 
[b][color=f6989d]Skills:[/color][/b] Blessing of Athena, Intuition [hr][/center]	Bonnie couldn't help but be confused when Niah announced she was going to use the bathroom - and that she called Flynn's attention to it specifically beforehand. A few possibilities whizzed through her mind rapidly as she tried to figure it out. She quickly dismissed the notion that Niah was [i]inviting[/i] Flynn to join her in the restroom for some risque activity. Niah wouldn't hurt her like that. She didn't know about Flynn though, not after he yelled at her in the conference room. 

	[i][color=f6989d]Un deux trois quatre cinq six sept huit neuf dix...[/color][/i]

	The idea that Niah wanted Flynn to know about her bowel movements was equally perplexing. The only things that made sense was that maybe Niah wanted Flynn to go off somewhere so she could shout at him for shouting - but why would Flynn willingly do that? He didn't willingly do much. There was some secret there being kept, that was what Bonnie had to conclude. And then out of the corner of her eye, she saw a barn owl for a split second, only for it to vanish.

	[color=f6989d]"Just try not to get a speeding ticket,"[/color] she teased Cass gently, as her best friend announced she was going to have to be the taxi driver for the team. While Bonnie didn't doubt that Amelia was a terrific pilot, it was nice having someone she knew and trusted behind the wheel on a mission like this. There was so much tension among people she had known for over a year, it was like seeing the fault lines before an earthquake. In the hangar, she stood next to Cass outside of their quinjet, avoiding making eye contact with Flynn. She could perform an emotional autopsy later - it was too late for surgery she feared. 

	She then got onto the quinjet and took the seat closest to the pilot's chair, that way she could support Cass however needed. They really needed to get a move on, Captain America probably was going to be long gone by the time they got to his apartment, but maybe Niah would be able to give them some clues as to where he went using her powers. Of course, they could always do old fashioned detective work sans powers if needed. 

	There was a bathroom on the quinjet for Niah to use. It was towards the back and Bonnie was staring in that direction, watching to see what would happen. [hr][hr][center][h3][b][color=FFB795]Amelia Baptiste[/color][/b][/h3][img]https://i.imgur.com/e9ADpSo.png?1[/img][hr][hr][b][color=FFB795]Location:[/color][/b] the Triskelion - Duck Pond 
[b][color=FFB795]Skills:[/color][/b] Aerokinesis [hr][/center]	The duck pond wasn't very deep - it was fairly shallow, maybe three feet of water at most. Amelia was grateful for that, as despite her daredevil tendencies, she had never learned how to swim. Water never had much pull for her, her ambitions had always been directed up towards the sky and beyond. Her persistent daydream upon joining S.H.I.E.L.D. was to fly space missions like in Star Wars, weaving in and out in a large battlefield, gunning it and trying to be a leaf on the wind. 

	She hugged her knees to the chest in the pond, just thinking for a moment. All of the ducks were congregating as far away from her as they could. She had been in some form of military unit for the past decade - and she had just quit S.H.I.E.L.D. She hadn't just refused the mission, no, she had quit. She was free of all obligation and responsibilities. Amelia felt the air currents moving around her, so free and flowing, without a care in the world. 

	She got up out of the pond and shook her legs a bit, trying to get as much water off as she could. [color=FFB795]"That's wicked,"[/color] she gushed as she sent a large blast of air down at her pants, drying them almost instantly. She then started moving towards the hangar, so that way she could get the love of her life, Quimbey, and figure out what she was going to do next.